When I had money, money, O! I knew no joy till I went poor; For many a false man as a friend Came knocking all day at my door.

- W. H. Davies

Now shall I walk or shall I ride? 'Ride,' Pleasure said; 'Walk,' Joy replied.

- W. H. Davies

Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by day And dances by false glare at night; But Joy's a Butterfly, that loves To spread its wings in Nature's light.

- W. H. Davies

It was the rainbow gave thee birth, and left thee all her lovely hues.

- W. H. Davies

Peace to these little broken leaves, That strew our common ground; That chase their tails, like silly dogs, As they go round and round. For though in…

- W. H. Davies

Yes, I will spend the livelong day With Nature in this month of May; And sit beneath the trees, and share My bread with birds whose homes are ther…

- W. H. Davies

As long as I love Beauty I am young.

- W. H. Davies

Teetotallers lack the sympathy and generosity of men that drink.

- W. H. Davies

What sweet, what happy days had I,When dreams made Time Eternity!

- W. H. Davies